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Get her ear first, if you really love me; and don't you ever waylay me again. If you do, I shall say something rude to you, sir. Oh, I'm so happy!" Having let this out, she hid her face with her hands, and fled like the very wind. At dinner-time she was in high spirits. The admiral congratulated her. "Brava, Bell! Youth and health and a foreign air will soon cure you of that folly."
My business in Queensborough was to learn how best I might reach Mr. Rutherford's rendezvous." For a moment he sat, pipe in air, staring at me as if to make sure that he had heard aright. Then he clipt my hand and wrung it, babbling out some boyish brava that I made haste to put an end to. "Softly, my lad," I said; "'tis no great thing the Congress will gain by my adhesion.
This again extorted enthusiastic applause from the sovereign, and when, while he was still shouting "Brava!" the highly seasoned game pasty which meanwhile, despite the regent's former prohibition, had been prepared, and now, beautifully browned, rose from a garland of the most tempting accessories, was offered, he waved it away.
Then came the thunder of applause again, not in greeting now, but in praise of her, long-drawn, tremendous, rising and bursting and falling, like the breakers on an ocean beach. 'Brava! brava! yelled Rigoletto in her ear; but she could hardly hear him for the noise. She pressed his hand almost affectionately as she courtesied to the audience.
"What did I tell you?" she said, looking toward her husband. "The child is not deaf, no, nor blind either. Oh, it's a brave imposture! Brava, brave!" Still the little maiden played, but now her brow was clouded, her head dropped, her eyelashes were downcast, and she hung over the harp and sighed audibly. "Good again!" cried the woman.
"May I also be allowed," said Morcerf, "to pay my respects to Mademoiselle Danglars?" "Wait a moment," said the banker, stopping the young man; "do you hear that delightful cavatina? Ta, ta, ta, ti, ta, ti, ta, ta; it is charming, let them finish one moment. Bravo, bravi, brava!" The banker was enthusiastic in his applause.
The little one is down. No, no! He has the big one. Ay! yi, yi! By Jove! he is gone no, he has run off he is on him again! He has ripped him up! Brava! brava!" A cheer as from one throat made the mountains echo, but Elena still held her fan before the field. "How canst thou like such bloody sport?" she asked disgustedly. "The poor animals!
Her voice was not purer or sweeter; it was merely stronger, having been accustomed to the open air. "Brava!" cried the princess, dropping book and whip and folding the note inside the book. "Who taught you to sing?" "Nobody, highness." "What do you do?" "I am a goose-girl; in the fall and winter I work at odd times in the Black Eagle." "The Black Eagle? A tavern?" "Yes, Highness."
Lavretsky eyed her with a look of hate, feeling hardly able to abstain from crying brava, hardly able to abstain from striking her down and went away.
Nobody was stirring in the house besides all the servants had been sent away. Rawdon heard laughter within laughter and singing. Becky was singing a snatch of the song of the night before; a hoarse voice shouted "Brava! Brava!" it was Lord Steyne's. Rawdon opened the door and went in. A little table with a dinner was laid out and wine and plate. Steyne was hanging over the sofa on which Becky sat.
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